Silence

They say that silence can be both deafening and golden – which is it to you?

Do you thrive on the thought of how filthy he just might get when compelled to help you keep your mouth shut as you teeter on the edge of consuming satisfaction? Does it make you shift in your seat to imagine his fingers clamped desperately around your throat, your mouth unable to utter a single sound except for your very last breath escaping terrified from your lips?

Oh how scrumptious that which we are taught to believe is wrong as children can be once we become adults – not due to age but pure demented, twisted, wicked and wonderful experience.

Deafening silence lends itself to limp limbs and yawns of boredom. It mocks your desire, your sexuality, releasing uncontrollable bursts of laughter at you as you try – in vain – to thrill, and ultimately spill, yourself and your partner.

I say, suspend it, arms and legs clamped. Watch it panic, its anticipation growing. Tap your palm with that strategically studded paddle, allow vengeance to extend a threatening glint to your eyes… There is no place for silence here, unless – of course – it is forced upon a soon to be pile of quivering human release and relief.

 

Be Obscene – Because simple, relentless and complete pleasure never comes quietly.

Fancy Footwork

What tickles you pink? A woman straight off of the cover of Vogue with long, perfectly defined stems that you feel would look best wrapped around your neck – you buried balls deep inside her? A pair of deliciously plump and puckered lips – on her face or, even yummier, between her thighs? Your very own Christian Grey with large, well-manicured hands, furnished with fingers long enough to make your ex feel feminine?

Or is it, by some chance, possible that the thought of having her slide her foot (prepubescently pumiced, nails varnished in a colour that tugs enticingly at the dark desires tingling in your groin) over your sex – her toes teasing the tip of your hastily growing member as you realize that lubricant does, in fact, have a greater purpose – is what you truly crave?

Is it not purely fantastic that we, as basic sexual Neanderthals, are able to find such beauty in a body part that most consider important enough only to decorate with shoes?

Be Obscene – Give in, give up, surrender, normal should never be the standard!

C.H.O.K.E.

What is the first thing that comes to mind when you read the word choke? Take your time… allow the word to roll slowly off of the tip of your curious tongue – C.H.O.K.E

 

Do you paint the comedic picture of an anxious, yet too exhausted to care, waitress awkwardly hunched over and obese, spluttering regular as he desperately attempts to free the smirking chicken bone from his lard enveloped wind pipe, in vain?

 

Do you imagine the sports team you have cherished and celebrated since you first learnt to cheer, mournfully trudging through bruised, abused blades of grass… After having won every single highly anticipated match leading up to the grand finale – which you, the die hard supporter – wearing none other than a clown wig and a badly painted face – know in your heart of hearts they simply cannot lose – they do of course, end up losing.

 

Or do you immediately envision being on your knees, both of them burning as you rock back and forth on the unforgiving carpet, while you prepare for the gagging, gasping, gobbing and grinning that comes with the satisfaction of having him shove his sturdy, swelling sex to the back of your throat – your eyes alight with delicious panic.

 

Sometimes, it simply takes someone of the same, filthy mindset to set your soul on fire – to make you see that your depravity, is in fact, not that depraved after all!

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Aggression

Most of us live in a world limited by what society deems both appropriate and taboo. We believe what the fearful and self conscious tell us without realising that we, ourselves, should not be fearful or self conscious – but rather, confident and open minded enough to try everything at least once without judgement.

 

Sometimes, we don’t like to admit it – but when it comes to the fetishes and fantasies that truly have us sitting on the edge of our seats, begging for release – it is generally the darker, more forbidden, depraved things that get us going.

 

Do you want her to take control? To leave you, the man – the beast that is able to split her in half – in a bruised and bitten pile of pleasure on the bedroom floor, after having dominated you gagged and hungry-for-more alter ego.

 

Are you brave enough to confess that the twinge of pain that comes with him filling your stretched, sweetly sensitive sex, makes you want him to thrust even deeper than he already has… makes you want him to grab hold of you hips and pull you back onto him, just when you think you couldn’t possibly take any more?

 

It’s not always about acting on the dark desires you constantly force to the back of your mind – it’s about finding someone that thinks on the same primitive, sexual level… someone that will embrace each and every one with you.

 

Be Obscene – Because life’s too short to be anything else!!!

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The Forbidden

Sharing. Something that any respectable parent teaches their child from a young age. The reward? The reason? Merely because it is the “nice” thing to do, and so we plod along through life, handing our worldly goods over to suspiciously smiling strangers for them to damage and return in a condition that leaves you wanting to force feed them the remnants while they choke.

 

Now, as we become older and wiser, we seek to share, but rather with consequences that are far more satisfactory… What is your favourite way to let go and give? Do you imagine it being with another man or woman?

 

Will you embrace your bisexual side and finally find out what it feels like to slide your fingers slowly in and out of her sex, as she gets wetter at the sight of him behind you, fully erect, throbbing and ready to part your lips?

 

Will you take a gamble and allow yourself to be vulnerable? Not just to one man, but to two… Allowing them to make you feel like the sex goddess you endeavour to be, nervously hoping that they won’t get lost – in the waves of testosterone that replace, what ordinarily represent brain waves – at the sight of your bare, lust inducing body?

 

Whatever your preference, don’t be afraid to try everything at least once. Know that you have explored each alley of your darkest desires on the map to the ultimate sexual awakening.

 

Be Obscene – Never judge, never be judged.

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Delicious

I don’t know what it was the first time I met him that made me so wet… That had my insides tied up in deliciously quivering knots… the kind of knots that can only be released by the soul wrenching orgasm that leaves you smiling in a satisfied heap of damp and tingling skin, without a care in the world.

I wouldn’t say that I believe in love at first sight necessarily, but I most definitely believe in cum-at-first-sight. More than ready to have him slide deep inside me, pressed gingerly against his office desk, my nipples rock hard and alert from the polished surface and the breeze teasing me, cooling my wetness, I knew now, more than ever, I would give myself without hesitation.

After finally having tasted every inch of him, after having him fill me, thrill me and spill me all over the length of his heavenly sex, the lust and anticipation still remains, more raw and exposed than ever before – not a sexual secret between us.

Can you call yourself brave, bare and beautiful? Do you know what it is like to surrender, risk everything and dig deeper than ever before? If not, I suggest you start.

Be Obscene – Because life’s too short to be anything else.

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New

There are certain smells that remind us of how good it is to open something new… The whiff that comes after opening a fresh tin of tennis balls, the way the scent of freshly cut grass seems to give you the sense that all is right in the world… and the aroma of anticipation that circles your first order of carefully selected sex toys.

After the contents of the box, innocently seated in the corner of my room, spent ten minutes tapping on my shoulder like an insistent and impatient toddler at Christmas, I couldn’t help but inspect each item and watch my fantasies unveil before my very eyes. Looking back on it, perhaps I was the toddler, not the box… after all, how could it possibly be innocent? 

Wrist and ankle cuffs with a plush lining… Mmmm I can see myself wearing these. Being limited, caught like a deer in headlights, unable to face anything but the loss of control, being violated and having no choice but to give in to letting him have his way with me.

A  delectable variety of Ben Wa balls, bright colours, some hand crafted in glass – one of my personal favourites. The intensity of the orgasm that looms inevitably with the occasional shift and slide of them deep inside you throughout the day, does not compare to any other… 

A black and red, suede wrapped whip… It’s tassels neatly folded in its impeccably compiled cardboard housing, make me lust after knowing what they would look like dishevelled and frantic after I have been bent, bare-arsed before it…

My mind is reeling with the possibilities that these perfectly shaped little gifts from a world of, what is ordinarily considered sinful, hold… What is your toy of choice???  

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All The Things

There are these things… These moments, toys, materials and feelings… They envelope and consume me, slowly parting my lips, making me pant, spreading with consuming heat between my hungrily parting legs. All of which meet in the depths of my groin and render me slave to what I crave most.

I close my eyes and envision what would soothe, satisfy, sate my need, smiling at the endless possibilities. I see latex, silicone and leather. I imagine the feel of the mocking sting that comes with the flick of his wrist and what lies firmly pressed against his palm. Yes, a little thrashing never hurt, perhaps his hand could finish the punishment? Although how this has ever been considered punishment I will never know…

What do you see as you close your eyes now? Are you scared to embrace it, do it, let it consume you? Don’t be. Give in. Give up. In this moment, your relief and euphoria matter more than your fear. 

 

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Who says that adults can’t play too???

What is your colour?
Pink, purple, black or red?

Is it something you share with each other?
Have you ever been strapped to your bed? 

Shapes, sizes and textures that will make you come….
Tastes and sensations that will tickle your senses…
Feel each and every vibration,
Let them help you lose your defences.

Sex should be everything but Vanilla,
It should be dirty, different and passionate
Buy something to make yourself quiver…

I can guarantee that you won’t regret it! 

All That We Crave

A place where you are free… 
To let your mind, your deepest, darkest fantasies run wild…
Where you are encouraged to open your mind and see…
That satisfaction should never be mild.

A haven where nothing is taboo…
Where nothing cannot be found…
A heaven where nothing is too crude…
Where your ultimate desires are safe and sound… 

So get lost in all that you crave,

Make what you think will only ever be a dream, come true…
Never allow yourself to become slave,
To what society says you should and shouldn’t do…